He dropped her off in the Qiao Family courtyard, with Tong Sanlang bending slightly to set Qiao Xiaomai down, reminding her, "Keep up the pretense for the next few days, don't give us away."
Seeing this, Xiaomai reluctantly released her hug from around Tong Sanlang. Her right arm had been encircled around his waist.
This embrace was so warm that it made one yearn for more.
She gathered herself, ensuring that her little thoughts were not on display on her face, her eyes staring intently at Tong Sanlang's handsome face, she nodded, "I understand, don't worry."
"Well, take care of yourself. As for things at the Sun Family... I'll keep an eye on them," Tong Sanlang said.
"Okay." Qiao Xiaomai nodded, her gaze remaining firm.
Her gaze seemed to carry a flame, burning with intensity, making Tong Sanlang slightly uncomfortable.
He subconsciously straightened his already stiff back even more, "You should rest first?"
